William Webb Ellis
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William Webb Ellis,
Please pray for his soul.
For he is where Hell is.
Revenge takes it’s toll.
¶ 2
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He picked up the ball
In a moment of madness.
No-one can recall
Such incredible badness.
¶ 3
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He took the most breathtaking
Sport in the land,
And spoiled it by taking
The ball in his hand.
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Such sacrilege surely
Condemns him to dwell
Uncleanly, impurely,
Forever, in Hell.
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